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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young: could get to him before the Dreadful Quarantines were put on. I
felt all safe about the baby, for I left her with my mother and the
faithful nurse who had been my nurse, too. But when the worst had
come and was over,--and it was the Dreadful Fever,--then I tried to
get back to my home; but I could not for many, many days, because
the Dreadful Quarantines were on. Then at last I did get there--I
slipped up secretly by water. All were gone. I could find no one
who could tell me anything. I could find no one who knew anything.
The house was wide open. There was no sign of life, but that the
cat came and rubbed up against me, and walked round and round me.
The Dreadful Fever was everywhere, and nobody could tell me
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